Midnights Remix

One day, Su Qi suddenly discovers he has a peculiar ability: he can see Easter eggs hidden in the world around him. These aren’t just bits of extra information; by performing specific actions, he can unlock hidden rewards. While everyone else is fleeing in terror from a vengeful female ghost, Su Qi is already setting the table for a candlelit dinner, chatting amiably with her. [You acquire her husband's hat, a mysterious artifact that, when thrown, locks onto enemies and delivers a devastating mental shock.] When zombies overrun the streets, and survivors scramble for axes and kitchen knives, Su Qi confidently strides in, wielding a sound system in one hand and a heavy-duty machine gun in the other, casually clearing out the neighborhood. [No one can defeat me in my BGM.] This is the Abyss—the birthplace of despair and decay, where worlds crumble under fear and madness. This is also a paradise where countless seekers pursue the footsteps of gods. Myths of the past and epics of the future are written here in grand and tragic splendor. Until Su Qi shows up. With a mop soaked in the blood of a recently stunned god, Su Qi scrawls a few bold words onto the epic tale: "The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle."

“Vingança!” Era a única coisa em sua mente quando seu marido a traiu com sua irmã postiça. Evangeline Midnight Star jurou se vingar de seu marido e de sua irmã depois que ele a descartou como um brinquedo quebrado que não era mais necessário. Mas para isso, ela precisava ser forte novamente. Ela tinha que mostrar suas garras e lutar até estar forte o suficiente para se proteger. E para isso, ela estava pronta para fazer um acordo com o diabo. Damien Alancaster, o diabo do império, a besta do norte, o demônio que bebe sangue. Ele era o único que poderia salvá-la. Mas quem a salvaria dele? “Estamos apenas em um casamento contratual. Quero manter as coisas profissionais.” Ela deu um passo para trás, procurando pelos papéis que haviam assinado naquela noite fatídica. Ele sorriu maliciosamente, dando um passo à frente e se encostando em suas costas, beijando suas orelhas enquanto ela tremia, “Uma vez que os papéis do contrato se foram, não há mais contrato, apenas casamento. Certo, querida?” nota; a capa foi projetada por dixerqua, um colega autor do webnovel.

Amy, a typical New Yorker, has a life like a tightly - wound clock because of her busy job at the United Nations - precise yet exhausting. She is a person who is rational to the core. Superstitions about ghosts and gods, in her opinion, are like fairy tales for coaxing children, and sweet - talking is like cheap perfume, pungent and hypocritical. On that day, the heavy pressure of work made Amy feel breathless. She returned to her apartment where she lived alone, like a robot with its battery drained. Her only thought was to throw herself onto the bed and isolate herself from the whole world with the quilt. However, midnight, like a mysterious incantation, disrupted her plan. The old radio in the room cabinet made a strange beeping sound, and then a faint cry for help came: "Help... " Amy's heart suddenly tightened. Despite the mixture of fatigue and fear within her, her curiosity still made her ask the radio, "Who are you?" "I'm Tom. I'm being chased by a serial killer. I'm hiding in an abandoned warehouse. He'll find me soon... " The boy's voice was full of fear. Without the slightest hesitation, Amy immediately called the police. A rescue across time, of love and redemption, thus began.

Welcome to the latest VRMMORPG, Mysterious Fog World. An infinite world filled with endless opportunities. Do you have the guts to travel in the boundless fog filled with various evil gods, cultists, mysteries, monsters, and other abominations? Can you find your opportunity? Or will you end up becoming a sacrifice in a cult ritual or some monster's midnight snack? If you look hard enough, you can even find the rumored potions that “possibly” point to various paths of godhood. But is the fog world just a VRMMORPG, or is there something more, something sinister, behind the scenes? ------------ Read the auxiliary chapter Author's Notes and Warnings first to get an idea about the tags. Publishing simultaneously on WebNovel, Scribblehub, and Royal Road under the same username. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/VirtuousSinner

Eirian Soliel, first cousin to the King and the darling of the Court of Sorrow, has spent most of her life indulging all her whims and fantasies under the protection of her royal blood, but when her father’s sudden re-marriage results in a son, she finds herself suddenly shuffled aside. On top of that, her longtime on-and-off romantic partner suddenly betrays her. Instead of proposing to her, he shows up to her birthday ball, married to a low-ranked Lady without a word of warning. Eirian’s life is upended, and her stepmother succeeds in exiling her into an arranged marriage with a general who never leaves the distant borderland. Regimented, completely disinterested in the capitol and the Court, and dying from a poison no one can identify, her new husband would rather continue his simple life with his mistress than welcome his new wife, but Eirian refuses to go down without fight. Determined to make a place for herself if she cannot find one, Eirian finds herself facing an enemy she never expected, and she underestimates her shy, gentle husband. Will the General fall for his vivacious Princess, or will Eirian be set aside again?

In the bustling city of Lagos, Detective Ayo Daramola is no stranger to danger, but the "Ribbon Reaper" case has pushed him to his limits. A string of brutal murders has left the city paralyzed with fear, each victim marked by a chilling signature: a single red ribbon tied to their wrist. As the body count rises, the elusive killer begins to taunt Ayo directly, luring him into a deadly game of cat and mouse. When Ayo receives an anonymous message demanding a midnight meeting at the desolate Oju Irin Bridge, he is thrust deeper into the nightmare. The encounter leads him to a video of a terrified woman bound to a chair, her life hanging by a thread. Racing against time, Ayo deciphers a cryptic clue that points him to a rundown bar near the Apapa docks. But even as he rescues the victim, an explosion shatters the fragile victory, leaving Ayo with more questions than answers. As the investigation unfolds, Ayo must navigate a labyrinth of lies, corruption, and secrets buried deep within Lagos’ underbelly. The killer’s twisted motives remain shrouded in darkness, but one thing is clear: the Ribbon Reaper is always one step ahead. With each move, the stakes grow higher, and the lines between hunter and hunted blur. "Shadows in the Savannah" is a gripping thriller that combines the gritty reality of urban Nigeria with the relentless pace of a high-stakes murder investigation. As Ayo races to unmask the Ribbon Reaper, he must confront his own demons and the fragile line between justice and vengeance. Can he unravel the mystery before the killer’s next move, or will he become the final victim in the Reaper’s deadly game?

[MATURE CONTENT] "Kiss or Kill?" "Karma." ***** Broken by a pack that was supposed to be home, Tamiko swore to never attend any mating ceremonies. He knew they would eventually reject him, so he didn't want to risk the heartbreak even more. However, a lonely best friend in need of a mate and a bunch of convincing later, Tamiko found himself at the entrance of the mating ceremony. As if that wasn't enough, the midnight moon gave him what he didn't want the most. A mate. But not just any mate. Gabe; the alpha's dark son, a man who made it his mission to make Tamiko's life harder, and also the man Tamiko hated more than life itself. As their eyes glowed in the night, Tamiko didn't see a mate, he saw a very rare opportunity; a chance to run, or be the one that Gabe ran from. He chose the latter. Like a gift from the moon, he realized the one thing that could burn down the Grealor pack. He bore the mark of lycan royalty, more precisely, King Zaffuto's mark. The outcast, Tamiko, was the lost lycan prince.

In the depths of a newborn universe, a cultivator takes advantage of the abundant energy to refine himself a treasure. But after 14 billion years of refining and quite a few more to go, he decides to entertain himself by releasing countless systems and watching how the creatures of this fledgling universe handle them. On Earth, a young man, lost and confused about what to do with his life, sits in a park and looks up at the night sky. A shooting star, a wish and a bang. When the boy finally wakes up he hears a sound, "assimilation complete. Launching System. Welcome to the Midnight Inn. Host Designation: The Innkeeper." Discord: https://discord.gg/yqCkHedcUP Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61551387105778 Instagram: https://instagram.com/theinnkeepernovel?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

For centuries, the River Arath has separated the nations of Caldris and Velmora, whose bitter rivalry has bred endless bloodshed. But a mysterious bridge appears at the first light of dawn, connecting the two lands before vanishing at midnight. The bridge is said to be cursed, blamed for misfortunes, and shrouded in legends that warn against crossing it. When Joren, a daring inventor from Caldris, ventures onto the bridge to prove its existence, he encounters Lyria, a Velmoran herbalist seeking answers for her own haunted past. Against the backdrop of their nations' hatred, they forge a forbidden connection, meeting secretly each night on the ethereal bridge. As their curiosity deepens about the bridge's origin they also develop a romantic connection. They uncover ancient texts that hint at a tragic love story and a magical pact that binds the bridge's existence to a deadly cycle. When tensions between their nations escalate, Joren and Lyria must decide if their love is worth defying centuries of enmity and confronting a force more powerful than any war. Together, they race to break the curse of the vanishing bridge before dawn separates them forever.

………………………… All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work just leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… A woman suddenly woke up in a dazed state with confused eyes. “Don’t I die in the dungeon world?” (Will be another novel) “This is my room when I am at the end of high school.” She took out her phone to check the date 23/12/25. It is around 10 PM then the beta dungeon would appear at 00:00 AM in 2 hours on 24/12/25. Unfortunately it is my birthday and I turn 18. At that time all the people between the ages of 18 to 48 would wake up from their sleep or see a monster like mouth opening beside them with a staircase inside. They are attracted to enter this monster mouth and walk down the stair case entering the first floor of the dungeon. …………………………… There are 100 levels in this beta dungeon and one can only cross 1 floor in a day. The monster mouth would appear 00:00 AM at every night and there is no attraction from the second day. If they decided not to enter then they would stop entering directly with monster mouth never appearing again from the next day. The time spent in the dungeon world is only an instant and the time never moves from 00:00 AM no matter how much time you spent in the dungeon world. The death in the dungeon world is real death and the pain is more real. Anything obtained in the dungeon world cannot be brought out except for the skills or abilities that are obtained. Also they cannot be used to cause damage to the world, unless they want to be erased. The time limit for this dungeon is only 100 days. After that the real problem appeared. The world population irrespective of age was transferred to the dungeon world divided into villages throughout that world as refugees. Mohini immediately asked. “Then why are you taking this slow approach instead of letting me directly show off everything and let him fuck me directly?” The system said. “Host, the amount of lust and desire energy generated when wearing revealing clothes is many times higher than the lust and desire energy generated when showing off the naked body.” ………………………………… The midnight dungeon is the only thing I am writing here which is a 100 day on. Based on the results I will write the dungeon world story as continuation. If it did not get response then I will stop with this. ……………………………………

The Curse of the Midnight Rose By Pianistfrea In a world shrouded in darkness and secrets, a cursed rose blooms only under the midnight moon—its petals stained with the blood of an ancient betrayal. Bound to this sinister flower is Ravenna, a girl marked by fate and haunted by memories that aren't her own. Raised by a woman who was never her real mother, Ravenna’s life has been a web of lies, woven to hide the truth about her tragic origins and the curse that runs through her veins. When she crosses paths with Damien, a mysterious figure whose past is as shadowed as her own, their fates intertwine. He holds the key to unraveling the curse, but helping her might cost him everything. Together, they must navigate a world divided by power, greed, and supernatural forces—where trust is fragile, and love is forbidden. As Ravenna unearths dark truths about her family, the curse, and the midnight rose, she faces a harrowing choice: embrace the darkness within her or fight against it, even if it means losing the only people she’s ever cared about. In a tale of betrayal, forbidden love, and the fight for freedom, The Curse of the Midnight Rose will leave you questioning where the true monsters lie—in the shadows, or within ourselves.

Who am I? What is my place in this world? In the quiet city of Fukuoka, Japan, Kurashi Ito, a nihilistic 17-year-old high school boy, leads a solitary life in his bland apartment, finding solace in the depths of his solitude. Alone, he finds himself disconnected from those around him, struggling to grasp the idea of life and his place within it. One ordinary day, as he returns home from school, riding his worn-out bike through a stormy afternoon, his life takes an unexpected turn. Stumbling upon a forgotten cardboard box in his apartment, Kurashi discovers a book inscribed with the writings of his late father. Intrigued, he begins to read about a mysterious and long-lost clan to which he belongs. The revelations within the pages unveil the untold secrets of his extinct family. After unraveling this new-found knowledge, Kurashi sets out at midnight on a journey that transcends the boundaries of his comfort zone. Through his journey, Kurashi is faced not only with ruthless fights but also with the internal struggles of finding his true identity. "The Inherited Darkness" is a captivating story of self-discovery, resilience, and philosophy. The unraveling of complexities in Kurashi's identity and the power that lies dormant within him.

Number 1: Kidnap his Wife. Number 2: Great, the bitch is gone. Stage an accidentally-on-purpose meet up to get his attention. Number 3: Have his eyes on me the whole night. Number 4: Engage him just at the last minute and let him take me home. Number 5: Experiment: take one; put a gun to the bastard's head. The last thing Indigo Mae expected was for a terror from her past to come knocking on her door at midnight. And by all means, the last thing she could have possibly hoped for was this little visit to be the reason she gets roped into a twisted and deathly experiment with the most dangerous man in the continent as her labrat. All Indigo ever wanted was a breakthrough. Unfortunately, life has other surprises. And it all begins with her getting thrown, hands tied, into a sinister Mafia world of conspiracies, lies, desires and death. Or, in other words, Alessandro Ferrara.

Casmi's life has never taken a 360° like this. The king took one look at her and that was it......... *I won't let you go* He was her anger, She was his placidity, She became fire, He became her water. My Heart ..... She regreted working in the palace. .................................................................. Excerpt... His golden eyes stared into her midnight blue eyes, his strong veiny hands caging her. Stars danced in the sky, the moonlight cast a soft glow on her soft and delicate face. " I love you Senyolyra" He said nibbling her ear. Shivering from the inside and taking in a sharp breath she replied. " I don't love you" He paused in his movements. And continued nibbling her ear sending all over her body. " You're still mine" " I am not your property" " But you are still my love" ...

Welcome aboard the Midnight Thriller Station, where every stop unveils a tale more gripping than the last. This electrifying collection of short stories spans the genres of horror thriller, romance thriller, science fiction thriller, and adventure thriller, delivering a pulse-pounding journey through the dark corners of human emotion and imagination. Horror Thriller: Encounter chilling stories that delve into the shadows of fear and the unknown. From haunted mansions to cursed relics, every tale will keep you wide awake long after midnight. Romance Thriller: Witness the intertwining of love and danger as star-crossed lovers navigate perilous circumstances, proving that passion and suspense are often inseparable. Science Fiction Thriller: Journey to the edge of reality with futuristic technologies and dystopian worlds where survival demands ingenuity and courage. Adventure Thriller: Embark on daring escapades in uncharted territories, where each twist and turn tests the limits of bravery and resilience. Each story in this collection promises relentless tension, unforgettable characters, and shocking twists that will keep you turning pages deep into the night. Whether you're drawn to tales of terror, heart-pounding romance, futuristic visions, or adrenaline-fueled quests, Midnight Thriller Station has a ticket for you. Step aboard and prepare for a journey you'll never forget.

"Current survival rate: 0.001%" "System activated — You have taken control of the Earth's highest authority." During the awakening ceremony in class, while the school beauty mockingly brushed away the F-rank badge from my palm, no one knew that my system was refining the entire New York black hole into an experience pool. Do you think I level up too slowly? Last night, in the folding space training ground, I just used ninety-nine bolts of heavenly lightning to temper my body and break through—your ten years of hard cultivation are enough for me to tear a piece of paper. Saying I don’t have godly gear? Ten minutes ago, I casually pulled out the SSS-level "Ragnarok," and it's currently roasting the eight-headed serpent of Sakura Kingdom into skewers for a midnight snack. Laughing at my poor talent? At this moment, your S-level ice ability is dancing in my palm, while my Annihilation Domain has already devoured seven Awakener Temples across North America. When the coalition of the five major nations approaches, I sit on the Throne of Skulls, smiling lightly. Behind me, a million blood-born heirs howl to the sky, each one a death agent birthed from a disaster-level mother nest. "Kneel." "Or become the next stepping stone on my path of evolution." This world always needs a few ants, to highlight the sharpness of those who slay gods.

***TRIGGER WARNING: this book will contain many themes: Graphic violence or gore Sexual assault or abuse Self-harm or suicide Mental illness or psychological trauma Dubious consent or non-consensual situations Depictions of unhealthy relationships or emotional manipulation Explicit sexual content Death or mortality themes Themes related to abuse of power or control this book is a dark fantasy so please read with caution*** Book 2 to TMFS: Midnight Moonlight I wanted to kiss her. The longer I'm around her the stronger my feelings get for her. I'm so lucky to have her in my life. The red lights of the sky cast upon her face and the waters glitter all around her as her laughter peals through the air; she innocently splashes water at me. I have no clue if she knows we've been engaged since birth but regardless, I want her to choose me out of love. Not because we are betrothed to each other. It started getting dark out and the red sky started turning a deep purple. I don't know what compelled me to ask her why Fang was mad at her for but I needed to know. The moment she told me that they were gonna be like her mommy and daddy I felt my blood boil. I feel bad that I lost my temper but I never want to be mad at her so the only thing I could think of was to hold her. She's my happy place. I can feel her pull back a bit and gulp but I still keep my eyes closed. If I open them...I might just kiss her.

In the kingdom of acca , where the star holds secrets and shadows whisper ancient truths, Darkness has long threatened long threatened to consume the land . Prophecies speak of the queen of midnight, ruler born under the rare Mindy eclipse destined to restore balance and peace

Ayaka Yamamoto is more than just an author; she’s a literary sensation. Writing under the alluring pseudonym Ms. Midnight, she has captured the hearts and minds of readers with her intricately woven murder mysteries. Her stories, filled with unexpected twists and heart-stopping suspense, have made her a cornerstone of the genre. But just as she is poised to unleash her latest masterpiece—a thrilling narrative brimming with shadows, betrayal, and bloodshed—Ayaka faces an unanticipated blow: her manuscript is met with cold rejection from her editor. As the stakes rise and the pressure mounts, a surprising revelation emerges. Ayaka’s loyal fans are craving something different—they long for romance! They yearn for tales that spark passion and stir the soul, just as much as they cherish her signature suspense. As discussions with her editor grow increasingly intense, Ayaka reaches a pivotal juncture. With an ultimatum hanging over her, she must wrestle with a daunting choice: incorporate romance into her upcoming novel or risk letting go of the genre she loves. Reluctantly, Ayaka embarks on this new adventure, diving deep into the intricate realm of emotional storytelling. As she explores the complexities of love and longing, one tantalizing question looms: Can she tap into the raw emotions needed to create characters that resonate, or will the beloved legacy of Ms. Midnight slip away, like whispers in the night?

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

The Midnight Ghost Files invites readers into a world where the boundaries between the living and the dead are perilously thin. In this chilling collection of ghost stories, each tale is a window into a haunted past, an unsolved mystery, or an entity lingering just beyond the edge of our reality. From abandoned houses that whisper in the dark to restless spirits seeking revenge, these stories will leave you questioning what’s real and what’s the stuff of nightmares. With every chapter, you’ll uncover forgotten secrets, unravel long-buried fears, and confront the ghosts that refuse to stay in the shadows. Some stories will chill you to your core; others will haunt you long after the last page. The Midnight Ghost Files is a journey into the unknown where each turn brings you face-to-face with a terror that cannot be explained, but must be experienced. Dare to open the files. The clock strikes midnight.

Maya prophesied that December 21, 2012 would be the end of the world. On this day, some people were anxious and afraid of not seeing the sun the next day. More people held a playful attitude and celebrated with their loved ones in the early morning night, waiting for dawn to celebrate their safe passage through the end. The next day, the sun rose as usual, and people only thought that God was joking with everyone, working and living as usual. But they were too happy too early. The end has already quietly arrived, but they have been adapted to the harsh environment, unable to see the green mountains turn into yellow soil, and flowers and birds disappear; Unable to see the clear river turning into a foul smelling canal, fish and shrimp are dying; Unable to see grassland turning into desert, land howling According to the Observatory, there was a once-in-a-millennium meteor shower in the early morning of December 21, 2020. Many places can be seen with the naked eye, with young men and women rushing to tell each other, eagerly anticipating this romantic meteor shower. At midnight, the long-awaited miracle finally appeared. The moon, which had been hard to see for a long time, descended like a silver plate, clear and bright, right in front of me But then people were extremely frightened. According to the lunar calendar, this day is the Winter Solstice Festival on the seventh day of the winter lunar month. How could there be a full moon This is a beautiful miracle It's still the beginning of the nightmare

Irene is turning her world upside down. She's getting away from her uncle's family for a job in a big company in the countryside, leaving the bustling populated city behind. Having nailed a job at the prestigious Ayers Industry as an Executive Assistant of the CEO, she did her best to leave a good and normal first impression without knowing that her bosses will be the one giving her a shocking, not-so-normal impression. Shockingly, being trapped in the lush forest of Drifida was not so shocking anymore. Encountering wolves, witch, or even a human with a wings is becoming more and more normal as she spend her time unlocking the mysterious Mr. Killian Harth, the COO and the famous dazzling beast. . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN ENGLISH

Levi (Leh-vee, yes don’t pronounce it wrong or he’ll get upset), a teenage boy, starts college at the prestigious, yet religious Midnight Sun University. However, Levi must deal with keeping his identity safe and trying to make new friends, in what seems like a hostile environment for him. To further complicate matters, he finds himself paired with an unlikely roommate upon moving into the Housing Buildings, all that is until he meets someone who will change his life forever.

Three months had passed since Riku and Ziya had moved in together. But instead of growth of affection between them, they had been separating from each other little by little, until Ziya discovered her lover crying at midnight. After that night, the hustle for the solution to the unseen problem exposed many unseen paths of expression, where she found herself and overcame her fear, whereas he found the reward for his hustle.